Category : Poems

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Oh, for a gentle breeze 
for this oppressive heat to ease. 

The air is heavy, humidity high. 
Time seems to ever so slowly go by. 

A shower is what we need to cool things down. 
I sniff the air and none seems to be around. 

I wipe my brow and fan my face. 
To the sun rising higher I seem to brace. 

Sitting so still, all I can do is just rest, 
For this day so hot is not one of the best. 

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